##freedee2 / rip jay

Part 1: "##freedee2"

[Intro]
Mercy

[Verse]
Still sayin' free Dee
Stay on defense, keep the heat
Ten toes both feet, Ricky jeans got no crease
Let's go on a shoppin' spree
Hate when you lie to me, bitch don't cry to me
You always lie to me
Noddin' off on roxy, Maybach GLS top speed
She do coke, she do Speed
Stay on ten, know how we bleed
She a lil' freak, in them sheets
Packs in the mail like Uber Eats
Hoes in my line, just fucked me three
Crashed out, off RPs
Just don't drop my lo', keep it on the floor
But especially on the road, she give brain on a roll
Like you is my favorite, huh, why would I change up?
Racks on us we caked up, her ass so fat so caked up
Pass that g-lock to my twin, if it go down would you hit?
Turned two-one, copped me a stick
My whole outfit cost a tick
We servin' chickens and some bricks
I call up Six like "bust a script"
I just wanna make you proud, I hope you feel me
I showed you the real me, hopin' you would feel me
They hatin' tryna envy, racks up in my Ksubis
Fuckin' hoes ain't new to me
I carry this Glock, it do all the boxin'
She gettin' sad, it's not my problem
Crashed out rollin' off of roxy
Poppin' oxycotin not no fent shit
We leave him dead quick
They talkin' on some fed shit
No names bein' mentioned
G-lock, it undress him
When I see yo' bitch, we ain't textin'
Like, we been past due

Part 2: "rip jay"

[Intro]
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)

[Verse]
Perc scars, cut like a knife
I'm in yo' city, let's ride tonight
I say the word my twin gon' strike
We stuck in deep, we earned our stripes
I see granny in my afterlife
I wish Jay was still alive
Now he can't be proud of me
Fuck my old friends, they doubted me
On my phone you stressin'
You said y'all ain't progressin'
You said you tryna fix it
Next day y'all done fixed it
Now you tryna leave me
Hate how you mistreat me
I brought this bitch to Keke
She want my love, she want a piece
Just like a puzzle, keep the piece
I keep a piece but she my piece
My twin stay with that street sweep
If you keep it real take you off that leash
You say you 'bout it, shake sum
We got scripts, come take one
Three five blunts, face 'em
Cut the snakes off, the fake ones
Me and Trapp ridin' two deep
Wake up I check in at Four Season
She play wit' her nose like winter season
When I say I love you bitch I mean it
Codeine chill my demons, I'm posted wit' demons
My brother bang red like a stop sign bleedin'
It's elegant shit, they don't know the meanin'
If I OD would you be there for me?
Would you be scared for me?
If I get jammed up would you lie for me?
Would you cry for me?
Show me that you real, I'm too geeked off pills
Sometimes I don't wanna feel